A lot has happened since early January but for some reason, as each week passes faster than the one before, it’s becoming harder to know where to start.
We were sick all of January, and then I had breastfeeding issues (which, I’ll admit, I’m kind of embarrassed to write about publicly so I’ve saved my whining for in-real-life-friends) and then we potty trained Anna (yahoo!) and my niece Lucy was born. Soon after that it was my birthday, and then Jonathan and I went to Tahoe for a night and skied, and then our sleep training efforts with Owen hit a major stopping point (boo!) and then I had a small breakdown so I went running to see my favorite counselor, Lori, and then our family made a big, huge, didn’t-see-it-coming life decision that I’m still processing in my head but haven’t yet attempted to put on paper.
There is so, so much I want to say.
There is so, so much I want to write about.
There is so, so little time and space and creativity.
It seems like such a shame for this blog to be so very empty when my life is so very full.
Maybe that’s why I feel the need to just pop in and say…
I haven’t forgotten about you.
And, I’ll be back soon.